Just for Us

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of the affiliated characters, nor do I make any money from this work of fiction.

WARNING!!!: This is YAOI, not just shonen-ai. There is male-sex ahead (pun totally intended) everyone, so please do not read in the same room as, say, a parent, a sibling... your boss...

This is un-edited/non-beta’d/straight off the top of my head, so please excuse any mistakes you might find.

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Clubs

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Sai hating going to places like this. So many bodies packed into such a tight area with insufficient lighting and a completely none existent ventilation system was just not his forte. The music was always too loud, usually of crap quality, and always left him with a headache by the time he was allowed to leave. He also didn’t like the fact that he was not permitted to go home to change into different clothing; for fear that he would not show up if he was not forced directly from the office.

Tonight was no different from any of the other nights when his co-workers from the office dragged him out to, as they often told him, “loosen up and take the stick out of his ass”. A frown creased his normally blank paper-white face at the thought. ‘I have no such stick stuck anywhere in me. Isn’t it rude of them to suggest that I have an ailment that I obviously do not?’

He’d have to consult his “Relationships with Peers” book when he returned home at the conclusion of the evening. He adjusted his tie again, thinking it would probably be better to just take the thing off. He had already removed his dark grey blazer, rolled up the sleeves on his light green dress shirt, and had untucked it from his slacks. He felt out of place among the half-dressed men and women in the club. His only consolation came in the form of his compatriots being trapped in similar attire.

He looked at the people seated around the small table with him and couldn’t help but notice the vast differences in their personalities in respect to what he usually saw from them. Ino Yamanaka, a beautiful young woman of twenty-five with long platinum hair, aqua blue eyes and sensuously curved figure, was normally referred to as the “Pit Boss” in the office; she was a good colleague and a stalwart individual, but turn your work in late and she became the devil himself, or rather herself.

She had gone into the office that day wearing a lovely purple dress-suit with matching lavender pumps. She certainly had the figure for such an outfit, especially when she took off her own blazer to display the silky blouse she wore underneath. Ino was always careful when she wore an outfit like that; she ate her lunch standing up, she drank her coffee at nearly arms length away from herself, and she made sure to walk leisurely around the building (fearing that if she exerted too much energy she ran the risk of sweating. A prudent fear, as it turned out, when the same thing had happened to one of the receptionists for the CEO of the company. The poor girl had had to wear her blazer for the remainder of the day).

‘But here…’ Sai thought, watching as the woman licked salt off a stranger’s neck after downing a shot of Tequila. Here, Ino let her hair down and got wild. He shook his head, turning away from the spectacle to observe his other co-workers. Normally prime and proper, his pink haired, green eyed co-worker Sakura Haruno, was busy shoving her tongue down the throat of any man that caught her eye for more than a second.

‘Well,’ He mused, watching as her grey work skirt was lifted up higher and her pink thong was revealed, ‘Now I know why she always seems like she’s walking with a wedge-y’. He immediately felt a pang of guilt for thinking that. He liked Sakura, he honestly did; she was a good person to be paired up with when projects were due and she was usually very patient when explaining to him why some of the things he said were not considered ‘polite’ to most people. Sai found her to be an excellent source of information when he hit a dead-end in social situations.

Across from him, next to Ino, sat the fourth member of their production team; Izumo Kamizuki. He was a nice man; quiet for the most part. But when he was drunk… Sai watched as Izumo hit on everything that walked by him. Everything. Sai knew that Izumo would probably never go through with any of those flirtations; he had seen the way Izumo and one of the men in finance, Kotetsu Hagane, looked at each other.

He was sure there was something going on there, but Sakura had told him more than once not to point out things that might seem obvious to him (such as the time he was decked on the subway for asking a woman when her baby was due, when, in fact, the woman had not been pregnant). He shuddered at the remembrance before turning his focus to the only other person with them that wasn’t wasted.

Seated beside his pink haired teammate was an older man with gravity defying silver hair and an odd eye patch over his left eye. Kakashi Hitake was technically their supervisor and wasn’t really supposed to be interacting with his team in such a way; but the man was batshit crazy and everyone knew it. Since he always managed to get them to finish their projects on time and was loved by most of the higher ups of the company, no one questioned his methods.

Even when he locked them all in the conference room for two days with only Chinese takeout as a means for nourishment, no one stepped in to help (save) the team. The results he heralded though almost made it worth the mistreatment. Not only had they gotten their proposal done ahead of schedule, but their section of the department had received a special thank you from a member of the Board of Directors.

The silver topped one was currently watching his employees with a satisfied smile stretching his lips and curving his eye in happiness. Sai returned his focus to his drink; “Rum and coke,” Sakura had said, “Maybe this time you’ll actually finish it and have some fun with us.” A wide grin had accompanied her words, but he still didn’t see how drinking the mixture would let him, ‘what were they calling it?’,get his freak on. As it was, just watching as his comrades made fools of themselves with the help of the several empty glasses on their table was making him want to drink the concoction less and less.

“Come one, Sai,” Kakashi spoke up, raising his voice from its usual drawl to be heard over the atrocious music, “You can leave only after you finished that and gone out to dance at least once.” He opened his mouth to protest, but Kakashi beat him to the punch. “If you don’t, I’ll make sure your name gets on the list for the company’s annual sexual harassment seminar.” Pitch black eyes widened in seldom seem shock at the very idea of having to sit through what promised to be hours of lecture-themed torture. ‘Kakashi wouldn’t…’ One look into the singularly visible eye confirmed that, yes, Kakashi would.

With that as incentive, Sai downed his drink in one go… And immediately tried to hack it back up. He never drank the drinks that Sakura set before him, merely paid for them and played with the glass for the night. The rum burned where it got stuck in his windpipe and the carbonation from the coke was not helping him at all. Kakashi leaned in to lightly smack his upper back, setting his glass of water in front of the choking young man.

He took a gulp of the water, then another, continuing this process until the coughing died down. He took a deep breath and sat back in his seat. Kakashi was snickering at him quietly, barely audible above the music; Sai felt like a boob regardless of the volume. Staying true to his word (well, holding true to Kakashi’s threat), Sai stood from the table and made his way over to the overly crowded dance floor. Just one song, then he would be home free.

A small smile came to his face as he closed his eyes and thought of his apartment. It was quiet there, calm and soothing. His obsessive compulsive nature kept the apartment beyond tidy, so he didn’t worry about ever returning home to a mess. He imagined how wonderful it would be to just fall onto his king sized bed, with its white goose-down comforter laid out over the white-Egyptian cotton sheets. He could practically feel the memory foam hug his body and encase him in warmth.

His smile tugged downward at that last thought. He kept the apartment at near freezing to help stop the spread of germs. There would be no way his bed would be warm if he had only just gotten into it. As he stood contemplating the oddity of his own thoughts, he suddenly became aware that his body was slowly swaying back in forth with the beat of the music playing in the background.

There were arms around his waist, he realized belatedly. They were warm; very warm. And muscled. A crease came to life between his black brows as he thought over this. There was a hot body behind him, pressed against him; hips swaying to the same rhythm as his own. A chin came to rest on the crook between shoulder and neck and he shivered when a deep, husky voice spoke directly into his ear.

“I don’t know what it is you’re thinking about, but that expression of yours is making me hard.” Depthless eyes opened in shock as he felt himself be turned around. He looked up at the person holding onto him and was struck speechless. He had been dragged to this bar every available Friday for the last three months. Every time they came in Sai made a point of recognizing who was different, people who weren’t regulars.

It wasn’t as if he had anything better to do with his time there; he didn’t drink, he didn’t dance, and he most certainly wasn’t sure enough of his questionable social skills to start up a conversation with someone at the bar. So, he observed. He watched what other people did when they ‘Let loose’, when they threw all caution to the wind and just went with the flow.

This night had been no different and Sai was struck speechless at the fact that he could’ve possibly missed this man. He wasn’t much taller than Sai himself, perhaps only an inch or so. He was wearing a nice, light orange button down dress shirt. The sleeves were rolled up and it was untucked from his black pinstriped slacks. Sai assumed this was because the man had come directly from work in order to relax, do a bit of that ‘letting loose’ that kept being thrown at him.

The man had a fine chiseled jaw and a strong chin. On his cheeks were six identical marks that Sai felt he should recognize, unfortunately, he was rendered into further silence when he took in the rest of the features. Shoulder length, shaggy blond hair adorned his head and fell into his incredibly blue eyes. Eyes, Sai noticed, that took your attention away from a sensuous mouth stretched out in a mischievous grin.

Sai tried to understand what the man had said when the song changed and something with a new beat began. ‘This one isn’t so bad’ Sai relented, not fighting as the blond began to move in time with the new song. Sai, having never danced anything less formal than the waltz, stumbled to catch up with his partner. The blond snickered at him, not mocking, just generally amused by the way Sai was trying to move.

“Just move to the beat. Don’t think about it. Go with the flow.” He whispered in the pale man’s ears, his grin widening with the slight shiver he felt pass through the man. Sai tried to figure out what to do. He calculated possible movements, only to be thrown off when the blond moved in a new way; never the same move more than twice before he was doing something else. “Fuck it.” Sai mumbled, surprising his dance partner by going a bit limp and leaning on him.

The blond laughed loudly this time; rearranging his arms to better support the weight now resting on him. “How about I show you, then?” He asked huskily. A nod against his neck was all he needed and he began to “show” Sai just what it meant to “get his freak on”.

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Three songs later found Sai and his partner sweating and panting as they ground against one another on the dance floor. Sai threw his dark head back with a breathless “Ah~!” when lips found purchase high on his neck. The blond groaned at the sound and ground a little more forcefully into the hips thrusting in time with his. He let go of the flesh in his mouth to blow cool air on it, getting another breathy sound from the pale man. “How about we get out of here?” He asked, mouth taking in the earlobe and suckling at it while Sai tried to form a response.

“*Uh* Ye-yes. L-let’s go *oh*” his voice broke a bit at the end when a misplaced shove to his back caused him to arch more forcefully into the solid body before him. The tan blond groaned louder this time, and literally had to force himself to let go of the sumptuous man panting in front of him. Sai felt the pressure lift and scrambled to get a hold of the man moving away from him. A chuckle sneaked its way passed full lips and a warm hand captured one his flailing hands.

“I got you.” The husky voice came to him; how? Sai had no idea. It was so damn loud in this place he was kind of surprised he could hear himself think… if he was thinking. He couldn’t really tell. For now, he decided as he was lead to a table by the blond, he would blame the heat and the alcohol.

The stop at the table was short, just long enough for the blond to pick up his blazer and tie (‘I should do the same… No, I’m more than positive that Kakashi will take it home with him and return my items at some point next week.’ Sai thought). They were in motion again after the brief stop; the distance between them and the front doors became smaller and smaller until, finally, they were outside. The man still hadn’t released his hand, Sai observed as the blond raised his other hand to hail a taxi. Their hands stayed entwined the entire time they were in the yellow cab.

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Greedy lips met his own before the elevator doors even had the chance to close, giving the doorman a bit more of a show than Sai had ever intended to give a doorman. ‘I will have to exit this building using the backdoor, it would seem.’ Was his last thought before an indescribably hot tongue managed to sneak in between his own lips. Neither knew how long the kiss lasted; only that they still hadn’t pulled apart when the elevator chimed, signaling that they had reached their destination.

Unwilling to part from the lips that seemed equally as determined to stay attached, Sai made a quick little hop; resettling with his thighs holding tight to the other man’s trim waist. The blond ‘huff’-ed, then smirked into their kiss. The tan man stumbled a bit as he made his way down the long, fluorescent light lit hallway. ‘That only has two doors.’ Sai’s observant subconscious reported. He vaguely heard the jungle of keys before they were both admitted into a pitch black entryway.

The door slammed behind them, neither acknowledging the loud sound over their preoccupation with each other. Sai gasped loudly as lips finally separated and the inhumanly warm tongue made its merry way down his arched neck. The man he was attached to navigated them through the dark flat, pausing every once in a while to slam Sai into a wall; to gain a better grip on Sai or to help him figure out just where they were, Sai had no idea and was not willing to ask.

A wrong turn or two later, Sai found himself being disentangled from the sturdy frame he had grown attached to hanging on to and tossed lightly onto a, presumably, very large and comfortable bed. He leaned up on his elbows, not willing to let this man out of his sight for even a moment. Yes, he had allowed him to seduce him and he had allowed himself to be taken to some random stranger’s apartment without paying any mind to where exactly they were going. However, he wasn’t quite willing to let the man have the chance to grab some sort of murder weapon. Hey, he was horny, not stupid…. At least in his mind.

The blond reached over to a side table to turn on the lamp located there. A soft light illuminated the room and Sai took the chance to take in his surroundings ‘It’s always best to know your environment, especially if you are taken out of your normal element.’ He told himself, remembering what he had read in an incredibly helpful pamphlet that a woman had given him at a festival a few years previous. (It was later brought to his attention that it was helpful tips for women in order to avoid dangerous situations. The pamphlet had also had a small section on techniques that could be used to alleviate work induced stress that didn’t involve going out and getting plastered. Izumo had cuffed him for showing several other women in the office the pamphlet.)

Fingers snapping in front of his face brought him back into focus and brought his focus back onto the, now, shirtless man watching him with a grin. “You okay there?” Sai found himself nodding, even though he distinctly did not feel ‘okay’ when the blond purred “Good” and joined him on the bed. He was just about to voice his distinct lack of okay when he felt large, warm fingers begin to unbutton his dress shirt. He watched as the blond head bent down and a tongue licked insistently at every piece of flesh that was revealed.

“Ha~!” Sai’s head once again fell back as the tongue ran over a particularly sensitive patch of skin just below his navel. The shirt was removed completely from his body and tossed onto a chair near the end of the bed; seemingly left there specifically for that purpose. “Uhgh~” another sound escaped him when the tongue dipped below his beltline. Hands worked the buckle slowly, teasingly and Sai had to fight the urge to reach down and do it himself.

The blond must have sensed his urgency, for he finally stopped teasing, unbuckling and unbuttoning; pulling the plain black slacks down long, lean pale legs, mouth following the entire way. Sai’s blue briefs were quick to reach the same fate as his pants and shirt, all the articles landing in a somewhat neat pile on the chair. The blond looked back up with an evil glint in his stormy blue eyes, causing Sai to tense up and be completely unsuspecting of what was to happen next.

Sai flopped down onto his back with a cry of “FU-UH!” when the mouth bypassed any pretenses of teasing and went straight to his straining arousal. The mysterious man went do to the root; making Sai’s toes curl and another aborted attempt at language escape his mouth. “Naruto” the man said as he pulled off the dripping cock beneath him; taking it into his hand to continue stroking it as he spoke. “Wha-What?” Sai stuttered, a bit discombobulated when the hand twisted on the upstroke. “Na-ru-to. My name. I want to hear you crying it.” Sai would have protested the smug smirk and waggle of blond brows if he could, but as soon as Naruto finished his statement, Sai’s cock was nestled firmly in the back of his throat.

A few long sucks and the blond humming, had Sai screaming “NARUTO!” as loud as he could with no air in his lungs. Naruto lapped at the softening dick, taking great pride in listening to Sai’s little whimpers as he did so. He crawled back up the pale body, still flushed from arousal, and kissed at the pliant light pink lips. “Come on now. You don’t really think we’re finished here, do you?” Sai whimpered again, thrusting his long, artistic fingers to cord through slightly sweaty blond strands.

“You’d better not be.” He said before he pulled the head down to ravage the mouth that had just brought him to completion. Naruto groaned at the response, his own cock jumping in his pants at the thought of being buried in the man beneath. With much haste, Naruto was out of the remainder of his clothes and positioning Sai closer to the headboard of the bed. Sai’s earlier assessment was proven correct when he was moved to the top center of the mattress.

‘Easily a king. Possibly a custom size.’ He was proud to say, later, that even under times of great preoccupation (such as the suction being applied to his rapidly hardening shaft) his mind was still as sharp as when he was in the middle of a business meeting. His internal monologue was derailed as he felt the introduction of a finger to the only opening in that particular area of his body. His spine bowed as something… electric was touched by Naruto’s questing finger.

As he recovered from the shock another finger was added. And when they both brushed the bundle of nerves, spots danced in his vision. During his momentary blindness, yet another finger was added. When all three fingers decided to play with that gland and Naruto took him deep in his throat at the same time...Well, “NARUTO~!”.

Sai jerked a few times before realizing that he did not feel the normal satiated feeling of release. In fact, he was still hard and aching from what he would tell. Pulling his head from its thrown back position, he noticed Naruto looking at him with a devious smile on his lips… and his hand wrapped firmly around the base of his cock.

“Nah-ah. Not this time, guy.*” The other man reared up onto his knees and it was then that Sai finally took in the body of the man doing such pleasurably evil things to him. Whereas he was lithe and pale (if he recalled correctly, one of the team members of the production team his team was always at odds with, Kiba Inuzuka, once said: “You look like zombie woke up one day and got scared to death, dude. Seriously, you’re like a corpse. A really good smelling corpse”. He took it as a compliment. Kiba didn’t talk to him again) Naruto was muscled and golden. With no tan lines to speak of. ‘Not overly muscled.’ He amended, ‘But… fit. Fit seems like an appropriate word.’

He was once again brought back to reality by fingers snapping in his ear. He took advantage of their proximity by quickly turning his head and capturing the first two digits in his mouth, his tongue twisting and twining between them. Expressive blue eyes nearly crossed when he added suction to the mix and he took delight in watching the man’s angry red dick twitch and bob.

The hand was snatched away from him and he found himself being pulled toward Naruto by his hips. “Wha~?” he started but was cut off by a hungry mouth slanting over his. That mouth worked in two ways: one, to distract him from what Naruto’s own hips were doing, and two, to swallow up his wail when the blonde’s cock slid home in one strong thrust. Their mouths separated as Naruto set a fast pace; he had held back for too long, it would seem.

Sai arched back and whined, leaving his throat bared to the world. Who was Naruto not to take advantage of such a wonderful invitation? Naruto bending to lap at the offered neck caused him to enter Sai at a slightly different angle, setting forth a chain of event that would be used as wanking material for years to come (at least, in the blonde’s mind).

Sai’s mouth dropped open in a silent scream, his body being robbed of all oxygen as Naruto’s penis rammed his prostate dead center. Once, twice, he was done. “NARUTO!!” he managed before he exploded between their stomachs, his vision going dark as he heard a cry of “SAI!” escape the still thrusting blond. His last thought was, ‘I never told him my name…’

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A phone ringing brought Sai’s awareness back from the depths in which it would have been more than happy to stay. He opened one black eye groggily, expecting to see the clean white walls of his bedroom, as usual. Both eyes snapped open and he shot into a sitting position, immediately regretting it when both his head and his ass demanded retribution via painful throbbing, when the sight of cream colored walls and dark blue blankets registered in his brain.

‘The hell?...’ he thought. He tried to retrace his steps from the night before starting with leaving the office to go out with his co-workers like they did every Friday night. He recalled simply sitting and observing, then Kakashi’s threat and the unexpected pain of downing a nearly full glass of rum and coke. He recalled being out on the dance floor… His realization must have shown plainly on his voice because a voice called out to him from the bedroom door. “I see you’ve finally decided to rejoin us here in the world of the living.” Sai whipped his head around to look at the speaker ‘Naruto’ his mind supplied painfully, looking completely at ease while talking to the stranger sleeping in his bed.

Naruto smiled at the shock on the normally stoic man’s face. He walked into the room and took a seat on the bed, reaching out a hand to run through Sai’s blacker than black bangs. “Are you okay?” he asked, a bit concerned at the pale man’s complete and utter silence. Sai ran the words over in his head, and decided, that “Yes, I’m… okay.”

The blond smiled sunnily at him, then stood and picked Sai up. He ignored his first instinct, which was to flail, and wrapped his arms around Naruto’s neck instead. “Sorry,” the blond said sheepishly, “I just didn’t want you to walk around on your own if your head was hurting or if, um, other areas were hurting too.” He flushed guiltily at that and Sai had the sudden need to comfort him. “I’m not hurt, truthfully. Just a bit…” he searched for the word. “Sore?” Naruto supplied and Sai found himself nodding in agreement to the analysis.

The blond continued to carry him, all the way across the room to where another door stood slightly a-jar. A quick peek inside confirmed that, yes, it was a bathroom and that, again yes, there was a fantastically large shower inside. As Naruto went to set him down, Sai gave a brief cough. When curious blue landed on him, he tried his best to look contrite and merely managed to look a bit constipated.

“I don’t think I will be able to stay standing long enough to complete a shower. Would you be able to assist me?” Naruto’s face broke out into a huge, splitting grin as he turned on the hot water and removed his shirt. “I think I can do that.”

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After a thorough washing, and subsequent rewashing on Sai’s part, both men were seated in the blonde’s large but moderately decorated living room drinking tea and talking. “How is it you knew my name?” Naruto choked on his tea at the offhanded question, sputtering as Sai continued to watch him with a lightly raised black brow. He got himself under control and attempted to answer the question. “Um, well..” he flushed, eyes darting everywhere but directly at Sai. He mumbled something speedily under his breath and Sai had to lean forward and ask him to repeat himself.

“I said, um, well… I’m on the Board of Directors at Uchiha Corps. And I’ve had a crush on you for the longest time and Kakashi said you guys go to that bar every Friday, so I thought I’d introduce myself but you were so hot and I didn’t want to waste time telling you who I was!” Naruto took a long drag of air and waited for Sai’s response to his confession.

The pale face lost all expression for a moment before confusion lit black eyes. “You’re on the Board of Directors? But you seem so young.” Naruto laughed in disbelief. Out of all of that, the man decided to focus on his job title.

“Yeah, well, I’m good friends with the former CEO’s sons and when I graduated from college they got me a job working as his secretary. He saw what a good job I was doing regarding the company’s clients and moved me over to the Resources department. When the chair head from the department retired, he listed me as the one to replace him. And I’ve been on the Board since.”

Sai nodded at the explanation. It was entirely plausible that the blond ad gotten the job in such a way; he seemed to be a very personable individual. He took in the blonde’s nervousness and the anxiety written plainly on his face. He put his tea down on the coffee table in front of the couch they were on and then did the same with Naruto’s mug. Naruto looked at him in confusion and, in a moment of pure insanity, launched himself into the other man’s lap. Strong arms wrapped around him and he heard Naruto let out an ‘oof’ as the air was knocked out of him.

“I’m going to have to thank Kakashi for threatening me to go dance last night. And the rest of the team for enforcing the Friday clubbing.” Naruto laughed at Sia’s matter-of-fact-tone.

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End Shot 8!

*- I don’t know, but I feel like a total nerd for this. If you can guess what movie this comes from, I swear I’ll dedicate a chapter to you! Whatever theme you like. ^^

Author’s note at the bottom!

Sooo… ^_^ Sorry? I know, I know. I’ve been saying that this chapter was going to come out for a long ass time now. But, hey, better late than never? Right? Speaking of, it’s after 3am now and the letters are starting to dance on the screen. Time for me to be off to bed. lol

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